Best Soir Poems

The Evening Soup, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s La soupe du soir

						To J.-K. Huysmans

(Verlaine here paints a stark tableau of working-class or peasant life shorn of...

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Starbright

As I gaze into indigo skies,
Stars are brighter tonight,
Twinkling in the darkness 
Of a new moon.
Orion's belt enchants 
My impassioned heart
As my thoughts of you...

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I awaken; the darkened skies my alarm clock
I reek of whiskey, scotch and pastis
Tumbling out of bed, I reach for a cigarette
The dusk harkens as...

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The sun plunged
In the space of silence,
The summer has been extended
In a slow wandering ...

The orb has been drunk,
Gradually, by fringes.
> We did not hear...

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Vous êtes le parfum de mon âme . . .

A vintage red flowing slowly past my moist lips
sipped in anticipation 
a flower beaming her brilliant...

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The farmer said to the cow
Be quiet you old sow
To which she replied
I am not a pig, I am a mooing cow!
He looked at her...

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Wish I was a poet, and got well paid
for poems writ whilst wearing suede
and drinking lots ‘n' lots of claret, 
in a well-appointed Paris garret

My...

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One light, I was out panting the clown red when I met a Sadie from Francis who I found to be quiet subtractive. It was...

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Les Protecteurs – Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal’s “The Protectors” by T. Wignesan

(Note: Oodgeroo never claimed to write poetry à la manière des poètes occidentaux; she...

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Tali Karng : le Serpent du Crépuscule – Translation of W. Les Russell’s  « Tali Karng : Twilight Snake » by T. Wignesan

(W.Les Russell,...

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Claquée j’ai quitté mon lit douillé 
J’ai peur de sombrer dans ma tête souillée 
Dans mes rêves je suis toujours exilée 
Je n’ai jamais trouvé...

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Les Souvenirs de Noël – Translation of Joy Williams’s « Memories of Christmas » by T. Wignesan

(Joy Williams, b. 1942 in Sydney. Since she was...

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SHINE ON DARLING MORNING LIGHT

Shine on darling, right;
Morning you're light;
Burgundy beautiful woman
Passionate are you my flower;
Purposely I shall plant in my heart forever;

Your crimson surpasses...

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Translation of Marcel Moreau's " Je t'écris " by T. Wignesan

I WRITE TO YOU

I choose green ink to write to you
For Love does not prescribe...

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Fleur noir
Fleur effrayée le soir 
Fleur de la nuit
Fleur invisible
Fleur qui n'a jamais touché la pluie
Une fleur qui n’a  jamais dansé dans le vent
Une...

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